Usagi
The Poetic Rabbit
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“If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?” ― Emily Dickinson, Selected Letters-
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Another Unexpected Gift
A few days ago, my youngest wrote another poem. This one was for me. Since I’m a bit down on him (not doing schoolwork again), I thought I’d concentrate on the positive and share it with you. When the pressures of school are past, he’ll become a marvelous man.
Down wooden steps, proceeding.
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May your son find poetry in his eyes and words in his heart forever and forever.
Thomas Davis,
I believe he will. Thank you for that beautiful blessing.
FANTASTIC!!!!!! MORE!!!!!
leslie,
That’s what I say.
Awesome!!! This is so good.
“My mothers perceiving.
No, not has she been weaving.
Loved entirely.
Yet compelled to leave.
No not me.
Say only but he, twas not me.”
Powerful words.
Shawna,
I’m so glad it’s your visit the rabbit day. You always say good things and see so deeply. My boy is a gem.
Yousei, I enjoyed reading this, knowing it is written by one of your boys.
He has a gift, and I’m sure your work has taught him. The last lines are especially fine, and could be the work of a practiced, learned, mature poet.
Maria,
Thank you for the encouraging comment. I’m sharing all these comments with him, and he’s a little embarrassed. He’s pleased though. We’ve talked about each comment, and it’s made for fun conversation this evening. I’m sure he’s already thinking about when he might write something else.
That sounds great,Yousei!
Children will always appreciate the concern and care you show them, even they don’t respond to it. Your words show how much you care and your fears and dreams for his safety and his soul.
Chazinator,
Thank you. I appreciate your visit and your words.
intriguing, wouldn’t mind reading a self-commentary from him on what this means for him, nice, thanks yousei
yoga-adan,
Good idea. I’ll ask him. He actually asked me what I thought it meant. I told him, but he didn’t say whether I read it as he’d intended or not. I’ll see if he’s feeling cooperative.
“feeling cooperative” is very important!
he may feel compelled to feel as you interpret it, or be afraid to go against a more obviously “expert” poet
so, only a suggestion, i know how it is, we raised three, maybe suggest to him that sometimes the images we come up with, are suggestive, for us to learn from, and can even change in meaning, ie, he can feel free to brainstorm what they might mean, and then find again more/different meanings
but either way, sounds like ya’ll have such a great relationship, best wishes
yoga-dan,
Sounds like a good plan. Thank you for the suggestions.
vivid imagery in this…i think it’s great when kids write poetry… and it’s also good to concentrate on the positive..
Claudia,
Thank you. You are right on both points. I love watching him grow, and I’m trying to do more of the second. Very best to you, and thank you for sharing this with me.
Well, he certainly bears watching, doesn’t he, Yousei? Even a biased mother knows talent. I hope you continue posting his work. You can always slide one of his in with one of yours! And how marvelous that he lets you read and publish his work. Cling to that one, mom. ‘For he ruptured so quietly he bleeds.’ The power in that image… and I love the play with rhyme. More, please.
margo
margo,
He is a constant surprise. I love it when he brings me something to post. If you search in categories under “By My Children” you’ll find a few others as well as some things by his older brother (mostly art). They are both gifted, and I can hardly wait (really, I can’t wait) until they mature enough to realize some of that potential. Thank you for letting me share this with you, bias and all.
Not long to go now, Yousei. Both of mine reached that point once they left home
I am bookmarking the category [and writing a note] to look in and enjoy, once I return from San Antonio.
margo,
Enjoy, enjoy. There is much to see and experience there, historic and otherwise. My sister sent me some pictures from a Japanese garden there that were stunning.
I’m confident in my boys, I just get overwhelmed and disappointed in the moment (too many lately). I’m happy to share their gifts with you when you return, but now I’m really jealous. My family is down that way.
In San Antonio, Yousei? I’ll have to Google that. I assume the grandchild and her parents sleep at odd times
margo,
I know. I was surprised too. There is a lovely one in Houston, but I think the one in San Antonio might be even nicer, based on the pictures she sent. I’ll Google it too, now that I’m thinking about it. Good luck finding time to explore.
margo,
You probably already found this, but in case you didn’t or anyone else is interested:
http://www.sanantonio.gov/parksandrec/directory_japanese.aspx
Not yet, Yousei. I’m going in five directions at once! Thanks, Yousei!
margo,
You’re welcome. If you get this comment, you might also consider visiting the Institute of Texan Cultures — http://www.texancultures.com/
Good for him! He’s written and finished a poem that could be turned into a spoken word piece. I remember when my daughter was a teen and I thought we had hit every road bump possible, but there was always one ahead, looming large. You’ll get through this, keep your eyes on compassion and keep treating him like a person and he’ll thank you one day…may be a loooong time in the future, but it’ll happen
Roxie,
Thanks. It feels like that sometimes, but what you said is certainly true. Glad you enjoyed his poem.
nice…way to go man…a well penned poem…vivid imagery…
just posted one today by my son as well…he’s a few years behind that…smiles.
brian,
I’ll definitely come read it. It’s great when they pick up that pen, isn’t it?
yes it is….i expect it with my oldest, it was def a treat with my youngest as that is not his forte….
brian,
Ah…the parent who understands. I really appreciate that. You know, I never expected my youngest to take to writing as he has. He’s actually struggled with reading and writing for many years. Now he reads on his own, writes poetry that he WANTS me to post, and best of all (to me, anyway) he loves Shakespeare. I find that all rather miraculous. Whatever direction your children go, they’ll be amazing. (How can they not with such a fascinating dad and adored mother?)
Oh, that is just so sweet!
sandy,
Thanks. He’s a sweet boy, truly. They’re never perfect, of course that would be terrible. But I could use just a little better attitude more often.
Wonderful work. I see a bright future there.
fiercebuddhist,
It’s always brighter for me when he’s cooperating in school and not catching up. Thanks for reading it. I enjoy sharing his writing.
How incredibly wonderful. Truly wonderful poem. How old is he?
Raven,
He’s fifteen going on sixteen, and it’s no sound of music tune. Good and bad days…driving me to distraction. I was never this kind of student and don’t understand it. *slaps my own cheeks*. Ok. Whining over. Thanks for sharing the poem with me.